And They Are Out

I'm glad to have the last of the reproductive organs out.  I'm sad that I won't be able to have more children.  I gave up on the genetic ones a while back but I did enjoy being pregnant.  Adoption is expensive.  So I guess J and I are done with one.  Unless I win the lottery and that would mean I would have to start playing it in order to win it.

I'm having a bit of trouble accessing my medical records online right now.  Seems that the medical staff neglected to give me the pin before releasing me and it will take three business days to get me a new one.

All I know is what my doctor told me in the recovery room.

"I had to do a lot of digging to get your ovaries out.  They were a lot bigger than they should have been for a woman your age.  It was a mess in there when we opened you up."

In my head I was saying, "I told you so".

I'm in pain.

I have diarrhea.

No thank I will not be needing the stool softner nor do I usually need it either.

The four small incisions are about an inch long each and going horizontal across my abdomen at about three inches ABOVE my belly button.  I thought they would be below but I thought wrong.  I guess the doctor wanted to work above any potential scar tissue from the prior incisions which is a good idea.

I do have bruising.

I gained three pounds from the IV solutions.  I'm hoping that the water pill I take will help get some of that bloat back off as I walk around the house.

For pain I'm using the codeine meds mostly at night and the motrin round the clock to prevent the muscle spasms.  My left side is the worst for muscle spasms.  It was also were the most scar tissue was too during the pre screening.

Once I get my eyes on the medical records I'll let all of you know more.